Mason has become quite the Sneak lately. Whenever it's quiet you can pretty much count on him being into something. Usually it has to do with candy or water.

This afternoon I found him in the bathroom flushing liquid soap down the toilet. In a later incident he started screaming because he had a different source of soap worked into a lather on his head, dripping into his eyes. Last week he carved a plastic fish out of some novelty soap and "accidentally" flushed "Nemo" down the (new) toilet. I heard: [plop], [splash], [flush], "UH OH!"

And, then there's this "candy incident" where his level of remorse is transparent...